Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

focusing on her, there was

only path to survival

with determination as

through the neck of the nearest assassin, a

moved with desperate precision,

the man,

clattered to the ground, and

the opening,

all, this might very well

just her survival—it was

wait, but an ominous sense of doom

she'd make it back alive

immediately behind her, Amber

a hole beneath a tree with

then moved to the side to make a call

a couple

voice was gentle though tinged

to speak when a gunshot

bullet tore into her left arm, knocking her

down the slope, out of

of the line, Alyssa